How extraordinary you are.

i know it's hard when everyone's anew,

but when you say sorry it seems sort of absurd

You, a king, bending, blushing

to the littlest nothing

i respect your choices but i wish you knew

that you don't need to be saved,

or to faint,

or to lose all of your skin until there is no skin left

we can't ignore the feed hits

that comes in the mail, and from your mom

but my,

how extraordinary you are.